National Research Institute.
A girl who looks like a flower on a high mountain is slowly turning the pages of a book under the light.
A figure suddenly appeared in the open window. Luo Jia leaned in and said, "Sect Master, the results of the battle ahead are out."
The girl Qian Ling still didn't raise her head.
Luojia sighed slightly: "The fleet coalition in the west, headed by the Principality of Gilia, was completely wiped out.
Admiral Aikli was killed in the battle, and most of the crew were killed.
The rest are now Daqian's prisoners. "
He was also very surprised when he got this result.
I admire the super talented girl in front of me even more.
Without him, the sect master would have seen the ending earlier than him.
Qian Ling then closed the book and said, "Are the people from the Holy See here?"
"Here we come, it's Bishop MacLeese," Luojia reported the situation. "If we have a large force, we should be on standby far away from the sea."
"The Vatican will take the next step after receiving the news," Qian Ling stood up, "Among the immortal cultivators participating this time, there are also people from our sect."
Luojia asked for instructions: "It's almost time to make the Boleklia Sect's position clear."
"You come with me," Qian Ling put the books away, "Emperor Daqian won't come back, we'll look for him."
After finishing speaking, she glanced at the room full of books, feeling very satisfied.
She was not surprised by the results. After all, in her opinion, how could a country that could develop such scientific theories and technology be weaker than the West.
Wanting to rely on the human race as the vanguard, the Holy See and Yunshang Realm made a serious mistake!
Church of the West.
A group of red-clothed saints were walking quickly. They came to the entrance of a room and knocked on the door gently: "Your Holiness."
The door opened automatically. The Pope was sitting on the chair, holding the Holy Grail in his hand. When he saw them, he put the Holy Grail away and said calmly: "The result is out?"
"Yes!" The saint who reported was trembling all over, "The fleets of all countries have been wiped out."
A simple sentence, but it was a death sentence.
The Pope lowered his eyes. He stared at the Holy Grail for a long time, and finally waved his hand: "I understand, you can go down first."
"Then..." the saint asked, "the bishop is still waiting for the Pope's instructions."
"I will contact him later," the Pope stood up. "It doesn't take much time."
After the group of saints left, the Pope came to a wall. His consciousness swept over it and touched the formation. The wall rippled layer by layer, and then he stepped in.
Inside is a huge space, with a blue crystal ball floating in the center, and wisps of light falling slowly.
Under the crystal ball, there was a person lying, his whole body glowing with blue light.
"Is this container still suitable?" the Pope asked, "The reason why I came to you is that the situation is very bad."
"It's not completely consistent, but let's make do with it." The man stood up. He was a gentle young man dressed in Middle-earth clothes. "Has your human race failed?"
"That's right," the Pope sighed, "I don't know if there were any tricks done by the immortal cultivators from China, but the entire army was wiped out."
"Emperor Daqian really has some tricks up his sleeve," the young man stood up. "My junior brother may have turned to him now."
The Pope was startled: "A cultivator surrenders to the human emperor? This is simply ridiculous!"
"Don't forget," the young man shook his head, "he is the first emperor in heaven and earth who can cultivate immortality since ancient times.
Moreover, there are many people in Yunshang Realm who believe that he is Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal. "
"This is even more impossible," the pope didn't believe it. "The emperor who can cultivate immortality cannot be equated with Tu Dao.
Isn't there news that Tu Dao appears in the Monster Continent in the Cloud Realm? "
"It's hard to distinguish between true and false," the young man said with a flick of his long sleeves, "I want to go over there. If there are changes in the ten directions of Middle-earth, it must be dealt with immediately."
"You can transfer the saints of the Holy See at will," the Pope nodded. "We, the Holy See, absolutely support the decision of Yunshangjie."
The young man stared at him for a while before smiling: "Thank you very much."
After speaking, he disappeared from the spot.
The Pope did not leave in a hurry, but paused for a long time watching the young man's leaving figure.
In the waters near the capital, Xu Mochen's fleet cleaned up the mess and brought the fleet to the shore.
There were thousands of foreign crew members rescued, and he asked the nearby garrison to take care of them.
It shouldn’t take much time for foreign countries in the West to receive the news.
What he needs to pay attention to is the dynamics of the Natural Sect.
"No trace of them has been found so far," Tang Derun had already asked the immortal cultivators among the Embroidered Clothes Envoys to be more vigilant. "In addition, memorials were sent to the court, usually to congratulate His Majesty on his great victory.
The other half wanted to know His Majesty's next plans. "
"There must be immortal cultivators from the Natural Sect in the nearby sea area," Xu Mochen understood the attitude of the courtiers, "It's hard for the immortal cultivators in China to show up openly. The Dragon Clan says they have an alliance with us, but in fact they are on their own.
If it’s this person, I’ll go and meet him personally. "
"Follow me," Tang Derun felt uneasy, "Your Majesty, the methods of this Natural Sect are different from our Daqin."
"Well," Xu Mochen said he would be absolutely careful, "You go back to Beijing first, and the people in the harem will be placed in the palace.
The national destiny that I have recently dissipated will definitely be reunited because of this great victory, and the palace and the National Research Institute will be safe. "
Tang Derun knew that the emperor was leaving a way out: "Your Majesty, you are really ready to go to war with the Natural Sect."
"That's not something I can decide alone," Xu Mochen said, "This incident, regardless of the cause and effect, is just an excuse in my opinion.
Even if a war breaks out, I just want the war not to spread to Daqian territory. "
Keeping enemies outside the country is the best way to deal with immortal cultivators.
Tang Derun left with the order, while Xu Mochen took advantage of everyone's attention and flew to the distant sea with his sword.
Probably because of the greetings beforehand, the sea here was calm and not a single water monster was seen.
Xu Mochen's consciousness was fully activated, and he flew across the sea at an extremely fast speed under the night light, riding the wind and waves.
It didn't take long for his consciousness to detect something unusual.
An extremely strange consciousness collided and confirmed each other.
Xu Mochen stabilized his figure, and there was also a person floating on the sea not far away.
"I am Xu Mochen, the Emperor of Daqian," he spoke first, "Who are you from the Natural Sect?"
MacLeese's hands were covered in the cloak, and he saluted slightly: "Bishop of the Holy Lord, MacLeese."
"Although I want to say that I am a guest from afar," Xu Mochen smiled, "but I'm afraid your intention of coming is not a friendly visit. Let's be more direct when we meet today.
Are you, the Holy See, really determined to go to war with China? "
MacLeese frowned slightly: "I didn't receive the instructions, but..."
"But you have to abide by the decision of Yunshangjie," Xu Mochen was not surprised, "so when we meet today, we treat it as confirmed by each other.
I have only one purpose in coming to see you, and that is that if a war breaks out, no matter what happens, it will not harm the common people.
Otherwise, I will personally visit your foreign country in the west. "
(End of chapter)
